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Feb 2012
You caught me wide eyed one night

and I followed that moon all the way down

to the bottoms of your feet

and with it I ran and never wanted it to set

that clear night with the stars strings coming undone above you

and how you let them

and how I watched

till the bird sang your name and all day long

and I laid my chest onto yours and all night long.

You thought my eyes pretty for every cloud that passed the sun

With light colors of green

Grey and blue

You can see them shine in the dead of night

It’s not the sun, you know

It’s nothing I own and nothing for me

It came as life should

How I wished it would be

Neither of the faces

Of you and I

Will be made of stone

Not famous and not thought of

On our own red carpet

Pretending the crowd of lightning will find us

in tomorrows newspaper

Us

We beautiful celebrities famous for each other

Rich as kings and queens

With what notes we hide to be found

That feeling

That certainty you know

When it’s found

Whenever it’s found

It’s knowing that moment

There will be somebody so deeply in love with you

If it’s even only for a second

You will run through every nerve

And raise every hair

Dancing for me Shakespeare’s dream

When everything I could want in this world

Is right in front of me

I will only see you

And nothing else

Just simply you

Being perfectly you.
Patrick Raven
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